I walked for some hours with Dylan in the evening and returned back to be house as usually not uttering a single word with him.

Pursing my lips, I thought to as something. My stomach growled hungrily and I took long strides towards the kitchen hoping to eat something.

As I came near the kitchen, I heard some sounds from somewhere. Furrowing my eyebrows, I followed the sounds and reached the backside of the house.

I was just about to open the door but was stopped when someone called me “L-Luna?”

I turned around to find a woman in her late thirty’s looking at me with fear in her eyes....